Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Endless sea.

The fight between Yan Yi and Yan Er became increasingly unsettling. The two maintained the upper hand throughout, yet they were unable to defeat each other.

I've knocked it down so many times, but it always manages to get back up, like it's invincible.

Even Su Xiaoxiao couldn't stand by and watch this happen.

Ten miles away, Su Xiaoxiao turned to Chen Xixi with a headache, "Senior sister, he's really not that outrageous."

Even the most outrageous thing couldn't be this outrageous—not only did he fight two people at once, but he could also keep taking the hits.

That's ridiculous. Han Yu isn't that fierce.

If they were really that fierce, Yan Yi and Yan Er would have been taken down long ago.

Chen Xixi frowned, looking displeased. "How would I know what his fighting style is? Isn't it supposed to be a head-on confrontation?"

Su Xiaoxiao was taken aback. There was nothing wrong with what Chen Xixi said, but it was still fake after all.

Or rather, it's difficult to imitate Han Yu's essence; even with the same ups and downs, it always lacks that certain feeling.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but recall what kind of feeling Han Yu gave off. It seemed to be the kind of tenacity that allowed him to fight his way out of danger every time he was in a perilous situation.

Although Yan Yi and Yan Er didn't know Han Yu that well, they could still sense that something was amiss.

"It's the rules that are at fault!"

Yan Yi immediately stopped, and even pulled back Yan Er, who was about to make a move. The two watched helplessly as "Han Yu" attacked them. He Xi Zhan shook his head and released a golden rain of energy.

The two remained unmoved, even as the rain lashed down and "Han Yu" drew his sword to strike.

And they did indeed bet correctly; the sudden downpour was incredibly powerful, and even the Hexi Cleaver's strike was chillingly sharp.

But a lie is still a lie.

Aside from experiencing the visual spectacle created by the various commotions, Yan Yi and Yan Er were not affected in any way.

“They’re all fake.”

Yan Yi spoke in a cold voice, and the next moment, a surge of spiritual energy surged in all directions, spreading and sweeping across the land.

Yan Er also exerted his strength, and with the two forces combined, the sweeping force was even greater.

"go!"

Su Xiaoxiao had already grabbed Chen Xixi. He remembered Han Yu's warning: if anything seemed wrong or there was any disturbance, the first thing to do was turn around and run without hesitation.

In a life-or-death situation, Chen Xixi dared not risk her life. With Su Xiaoxiao pulling her, the false rules were interrupted. At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao had already activated the Great Roc Dharma Form, and the speed rule was activated. The two instantly transformed into a hurricane.

"Two insects."

Without the cover of false rules, Su Xiaoxiao and Chen Xixi were exposed at the same time.

The two vanished in a flash, arriving at the spot where they had just been in an instant.

But then they saw a Dharma image, accompanied by a hurricane, speed away.

"So fast."

Yan Yi was somewhat surprised, seemingly taken aback by Su Xiaoxiao's speed.

"Should we chase or not?"

Yan Er turned his head to ask.

"Don't chase. They're going so fast, it must be a speed-related rule. It would be a waste of time and effort, and those two insects would be of no use at all."

Yan shook his head without thinking, and upon closer inspection, the blank face immediately contorted in pain.

Damn it, Han Yu is in the Northern Border!

……

Han Yu continuously used his movement techniques to move around in coordination with the myriad forms of the Dharma, staying almost close to Yan Si in various places.

His attacks were often cunning and treacherous; He Xi Zhan was always ready to stab someone in the back.

It also works in harmony with the spirit's attack.

For a time, they were evenly matched.

"Two against one, shameless."

Yan Si couldn't help but speak up. If he hadn't been facialless, he would probably be furious by now.

He was at least at the peak of the Divine Path Realm, yet he was being suppressed and beaten to a standstill by a junior, which was truly outrageous.

"I am a spirit of an artifact, not a human, which makes perfect sense."

The spirit spoke in a cheeky tone, tapping its fingers repeatedly, releasing rules of plunder that gave Yan Si a real headache.

With Han Yu holding them back, Yin Wang and the others found it much easier to besiege Yan San.

Just as Yin Wang had initially envisioned, if strength wasn't enough, rules would make up for it.

It's impossible for six rules to be powerless against one rule.

Whether it was a combined attack of spiritual power or a synergy of rules, the six people caught Yan San somewhat off guard. But in the end, it remained a stalemate.

The stalemate will only benefit Yan San's side more and more.

In particular, Han Yu's sea of ​​consciousness trembled, and the token emitted an urgent sound.

"Han Yu, the fraudulent rules have been exposed. Finish it quickly, or get out of here."

Su Xiaoxiao's voice was impatient.

"Gentlemen, within twenty breaths, regardless of the outcome, all are to withdraw."

Han Yu drew his sword and slashed, then looked up and shouted loudly.

What can you do in twenty breaths?

What's enough?
Yin Wang and Wu Xian's expressions changed drastically. After exchanging a glance, they seemed to have made a decision.

"Fight to the death!"

Both were addressing their own compatriots.

In an instant, the scene gradually became tragic. The six people almost recklessly used their magical powers to get close to the opponent, employing all sorts of methods, accompanied by constant clashes between the rules.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xinyuan's Dharma form shattered, leaving a hideous gash on his chest.

Wu Jiu immediately rushed forward, and after being enveloped by the rules, he actually withstood all the attacks.

The other four spells simultaneously surrounded them, and in an instant, the battle caused the heavens and earth to collapse.

Under this reckless momentum, Yan San even developed a sense of fear.

A sense of absurdity arose spontaneously.

He had a feeling that these people would risk their lives to take him away!
It was this moment of weakness that gave the four Dharma forms ample opportunity to take advantage.

The rules of Yin and Yang's decline truly struck him, and then the Dharma Form enveloped him, smashing one of his arms.

With lightning speed, Wuxian tore through the void and forcefully guided the severed limb into it using the rules of guidance.

In shock and anger, Yan San unleashed his power, frantically channeling his spiritual energy in an attempt to crush the opponent.

Unexpectedly, the group used their spiritual energy to surge upstream against the tide and launched another attack.

Han Yu is also risking his life, or rather, he is risking his life all the time.

The aurora was moving faster and faster, its form becoming increasingly elusive, and the most direct consequence was that even his domineering body was finding it difficult to withstand the strain.

However, in another scenario, Yan Si's injuries worsened.

Knowing that his opponent had a tethering rule, Han Yu abandoned all ranged attacks, as close-quarters combat had always been his forte.

The artifact spirit stood guard nearby, and whenever black flesh flew out, it immediately annihilated it using the rules of plunder.

With the combined power of one person and one spirit, their abilities were even more exaggerated than those of the Yin Wang.

Han Yu was like a meat grinder, his dazzling figure constantly swimming through spiritual energy and rules, so fast that it was difficult to catch, and at the same time, the injuries were terrible.

Blood lines burst open, and besides the black flesh and blood, his own blood was also spilled out of the void from time to time.

Yan Si was miserable, and so was he.

In this round, Han Yu's only advantage is his incredible luck.

Let's see if the opponent's constant regeneration is stronger, or if his unparalleled physical body is stronger.

Ten breaths had passed by this time.

A sense of foreboding began to rise in Han Yu's heart. He trusted this feeling and believed that Yan Yi and his men were about to arrive.

"Get closer together."

Han Yu suddenly roared angrily.

Yin Wang and his group immediately responded with action, each risking serious injury to force Yan San closer.

"Withdraw ten miles, retreat!"

Han Yu grabbed the artifact spirit and then shouted loudly.

Before they could even think, they immediately took action upon hearing this.

With a cold face, Han Yu withdrew the Hexi Slash, spread his hands, and unleashed a terrifyingly vast power of consciousness like a river bursting its banks.

It covered the entire ten-mile area almost instantly.

Yin Wang was terrified and quickly shouted for the others to continue retreating.

This force, if it were to erupt suddenly, would likely be too much for anything within a ten-mile radius to withstand.

"You are crazy!"

The spirit was equally terrified. Han Yu hadn't dared to use this move for a long time, for no other reason than that his sea of ​​consciousness had now grown to an unimaginable size.

If they pull this trick again, no one dares to imagine the consequences. (End of Chapter)